I think when Amy decides to buy me a gift she thinks secretly thinks* I'm 8 years old. That's totally ok though, because then I end up with awesome if slightly bizarre gifts... like rocket shaped popsicle molds.
I had totally lost track of these when I moved and was super excited to re-find them last week. So here's they are, loaded with Pomegranate Limeade. Now I just need to have the patience to wait 4 to 6 hours to taste test them.
*Clearly I am still 8 years old, notice the Eggo waffles and two different kinds of chicken nuggets in my freezer.
